Tiptoe past the graveyard
On our best behavior
We're too young to die
Too gorgeous and way too high
Don't dwell on the tragic
When weaving through traffic
They all fall in line
All part of a grand design
Is there nothing sacred?
Your love your hatred
Your life and your death
I'll love you till your last breath
We've got all the time in the world
To kill
And we're just empty vessels for the words
To fill
Well, now that we're sober
Well, I'm coming over
To your side of town
I've written everything down
I'm bringing my notebooks
I'm digging in my hooks
My page is on the floor
You're the one that I wrote it for
Not getting my hopes up
I’m keeping my mouth shut
I don’t mind the wait
Oh, what’s one more day, when
We've got all the time in the world
To kill
And we're just empty vessels for the words
To fill
Fill it up, fill it up
Fill it up, fill it up
Fill it up, fill it up
Fill it up, fill it up
Fill it up, fill it up
Fill it up, fill it up
I can pull the levers, I can grind the gears
I can bring this contraption to life
Or we can cut the cables and leave it all here
Disappear into the night
When daylight approaches
We won't even notice
We'll crawl under the wire
In our formal attire
And one thing is for sure
We got we payed for
The pleasure and the pain
They are starting to feel the same
With infinite patience
We'll turn and we'll face this
You'll never be alone
Out into the great unknown
We've got all the time in the world
To kill
And we're just empty vessels for the words
To fill
Fill it up, fill it up
Fill it up, fill it up
Fill it up, fill it up
Fill it up, fill it up (and we've got)
Fill it up, fill it up (all the time in the world)
Fill it up, fill it up (to kill)
(And we're just empty vessels for the words)
(To fill)
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